Callander, the youngest prince in the human empire, is loved by thousands of people.
At his eighteenth birthday party, he drank a glass of "blessing wine" and became a traitor who colluded with the dark sect.
His Royal Highness jumped into the sea while escaping and woke up lying on the beach of a strange manor.
The young butler picked him up and frowned: "Why is he a human?"
Callander:?
The property is a home for injured furries—a three-legged fox, an owl with an eye problem, an abandoned wolf pup, and a giant orange cat that takes over all the cushions.
The housekeeper said he could leave after his injury healed. But he looked at the fat cat group that bullied him and decided to stay as a pharmacist - not for revenge, absolutely not.
The troubled little prince is attacked by X male mother's housekeeper
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Small Theater 1: Battle for the first place
As soon as Callander sat down on the heating pad by the window, a ball of orange flesh slammed over him and pushed him directly onto the cold floor.
Callander: ...?
"This is what I took a fancy to first!"
The orange cat squinted its eyes and purred loudly.
"You're so rude-" He stretched out his hand to push, but the cat's tail slapped the back of his hand.
Just wait for me!
That night, the sound of "dong dong dong" was heard from the medicine stove.
Granny Ge put her head in: "Your Highness, are you still up so late?"
Callander gritted his teeth: "Make! Medicine!"
The next day, there was an extra bowl of "special cat rice" in the orange cat's rice bowl.
It sniffed and looked up at Callander.
His Highness held the medicine bowl and stood aside with a noble and cool look: "Eat, this is specially prepared for you to keep fit."
The orange cat stared at him for three seconds, flicked its tail, and turned away.
That night, there was a warm orange ball of fur in Callander's bed.
He pushed.
Can't push.
"Get out."
Purr purr.
"... Do you know this is my bed?"
Purr, purr, purr.
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Small Theater 2: Suspicious clouds about hair loss
Callander got a haircut.
Cut into small curls, silvery white and soft.
But he always felt that Mr. Butler looked at him strangely.
He was busy making nourishing ointment for Yin Jianlayer, who had severe hair loss and poor appetite, and had no time to think too much.
In the evening, Elian brought tea and said in a concerned tone: "Your Highness, are you too tired recently?"
?
"The manor is full of your lost hair." Mr. Butler said. "Granny Gar has cleaned it three times, but there are still some silver ones."
Callander: ...?
"That's not mine!" His Highness pointed to the fluffy silver ball in the nest, "It's it! It's shedding! It's been shedding during the recent change of seasons -"
Yin Jian was awakened and shook his body in a daze.
In an instant, a dozen long silver hairs fluttered in the sunset.
Falling on the windowsill, falling on the floor, falling -
The top of Callander's head.
The air was quiet.
"Oh... That's it."
"You did it on purpose." His Highness gritted his teeth.
"No." Elian pushed the tea in front of him, "I apologize to you, and your Highness can recuperate."
"I'm not losing hair!"
"Well, it didn't fall off."
Purpose: Love furry animals
